Zheng Xiuyan sat in her seat, looking at Zheng Xiujing and Yang Mo with a flat face, busy serving food, like an old man, just waiting for dinner.
However, what could she do, these two guys had obviously forgotten themselves, and she could only sit alone in her chair, showing off her affection.
If you eat at home, Yang Mo sits in the main seat, here is his fixed seat, Zheng Xiujing sits opposite him, if three or two people come, then sit next to him, anyway, except for people like Yang Mo or Zheng Xiujing's parents, Yang Mo will not give up his position, which is his habit.
Zheng Xiuyan looked at the two of them who had been talking and laughing, and pouted helplessly, she couldn't eat now, because the dishes were not ready, she could only hold her chin boringly, and stared blankly at the five dishes in front of her.
Yang Mo came up with other dishes, and Zheng Xiujing began to arrange the tableware, Chinese food has Chinese food, and Korean food has Korean food.
In South Korea, when eating, the lips can't touch the bowl, the hands can't hold the bowl, the rice is also eaten with a spoon, and you generally have to put one hand underneath, but if this is in China, if you dare to be like a mountain king, one hand on your lap, one hand holding chopsticks, the bowl is not served, the elders in the family will teach you what is polite.
Yang Mo doesn't like this, he is the king at home, and the king's order is: eat as much as you want.
Zheng Xiujing saw Yang Mo pick up a chopstick meat and put it on the rice, picked up the bowl and looked at the side of the bowl, and ate it in the same way, the two of them ate face to face, but both eyes looked at each other, their eyes narrowed with a smile, and then stretched out the chopsticks to the Korean beef soup at the same time.
Zheng Xiuyan is eating the dishes delicately, this situation really can't be seen more, watching too much will make her feel that she is not here to eat, but to illuminate the darkness for the two of them.
"But," Zheng Xiujing looked at the table, then raised her head to look at Yang Mo: "Aren't there any pickles?"
” Yang Mo was stunned for a moment.
"Down there."
Zheng Xiujing looked down at the floor, and said with hesitation and coquettishness: "But I don't want to go." ” "I don't want to go either."
Yang Mo said flatly.
"Yang Mo~" Yang Mo calmly sandwiched the dishes, as if he hadn't heard Zheng Xiujing's words.
Zheng Xiujing saw that there was no way to move Yang Mo, so she had to set her eyes on Ernie who had been an invisible person on the side: "Ernie ......"
As soon as Zheng Xiujing called Ernie, Zheng Xiuyan's indifferent gaze fell on her heart.
"Inside, I'll go by myself."
Zheng Xiujing stood up reluctantly, looked at Yang Mo reluctantly, and then looked at Zheng Xiuyan, slowly moving her steps, as if it would take a long time to reach the door.
At this time, Yang Mo stood up and walked towards the door.
"Grab the plate and follow me."
As soon as Zheng Xiujing heard Yang Mo's words, she immediately cheered happily, her tight little face immediately smiled, and she ran to the kitchen happily, took the plate, grabbed Yang Mo's sleeve and followed.
The situation below is no longer what Zheng Xiujing came before, or the entire layout of Yang Mo's house has changed, the first floor is not only used as a garage, but also filled with wood, Yang Mo has moved a lot of things underneath.
The area of the second floor is 300 square meters, the first floor is larger than the second floor, such a large area naturally cannot be used only for such a simple matter, Yang Mo took the opportunity to expand the courtyard to change the layout of the house, and moved the wood carving room, the practice room and the warehouse to the bottom.
The light on the first floor is sufficient, even if it is used for people, let alone used for these things, the warehouse needs to be renovated, but it doesn't take much work, the house that was originally occupied is now empty, but it has not been used for other purposes by Yang Mo.
Downstairs is clearly organized, the food area is closer to the inside, Zheng Xiujing followed Yang Mo into the food warehouse, which is neatly placed with all kinds of ingredients that are not easy to deteriorate, the temperature and humidity are well controlled, and there is a bunch of jars in the corner, there are transparent glass, and there are also opaque pottery, you can know that what is placed here should be some pickled food.
Yang Mo stood in front of the jar and glanced at it, then checked the status one by one, and then asked, "What kimchi do you want to eat?"
” "What's there?"
"There is only one pickled cabbage, which was soaked a few days ago, and it is almost ready to eat."
Zheng Xiujing pursed her mouth: "Only one of you still asks me what I eat, hurry up and help me catch it." ” Zheng Xiujing said, handed the plate in her hand to Yang Mo, and then turned around with her hands behind her back.
Yang Mo took the plate, shook his head gently, squatted down and grabbed the kimchi from the jar, he didn't know how long it would take him to finish eating these things, he was not interested in kimchi, and he didn't particularly like to eat them, so he rarely stored them at home, and this time it was also an accident, so he left an altar, if Zheng Xiujing was not there, he should think about what to do with these things.
The kimchi was put on the plate, and as soon as she looked up, Zheng Xiujing happened to turn to the wine cellar, and then she was attracted by the dazzling array of wine in front of her, not that she liked to drink too much, but it looked too atmospheric here.
The log dark wine shelves, on which are placed bottles of red or white wine, and some other wine on the ground, each bottle of wine is neatly placed, and the texture is strong in the dim light, giving people a sense of exploration.
"Yang Mo, can we drink?"
Zheng Xiujing held a bottle of red wine and carefully asked Yang Mo's opinion.
Yang Mo looked down, more than 30,000 Lafite, thinking about the dishes above, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, Korean food with high-end red wine, this feels a little wrong.
"Drink as much as you want, just be happy."
Yang Mo thought for a moment, but still agreed.
"Yay!"
Zheng Xiujing jumped up with the red wine and cheered, rushed to Yang Mo's side, kissed him on the face, and then ran towards the door, even putting the kimchi aside and ignoring it.
Yang Mo had no choice but to take the kimchi and go upstairs, and when he arrived, the two sisters, who didn't know the politeness, had already taken out the red wine and woke up, looking at the half bottle of red wine on the table that was stuffed with a stopper, Yang Mo knew that at this time, even if he regretted it, it was useless.
Red wine with casserole, the sisters ate very refreshingly, but they seemed to be a little drunk, they didn't let go of the wine bottle, it seemed that the pressure outside was quite high, the two of them finally hugged each other and cried, Yang Mo looked at the remaining little red wine, and then looked at the sisters, grabbed the wine bottle and drank it dry, and then looked at the two with a headache.
What should I do, they are all drunk like this, and now there is no one in the Zheng family, so send them back like this, Yang Mo is still a little uneasy.
"You ......"
Yang Mo looked left and right, and then said: "Stay here at night, I'll go spread the bed." ” "Don't!"
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Zheng Xiujing raised her head and pointed at Yang Mo and shouted, "I want to sleep in your bed!"
” "Hehehe, I want it too!"
Zheng Xiuyan smirked after her sister.
The green tendons on Yang Mo's forehead jumped twice.
"You sleep in my bed, where do I sleep?"
"You just sleep......
Well......
Floor, girls sleep in beds, boys need to sleep on the floor.
Zheng Xiujing continued to talk nonsense, her body swayed, and she couldn't sit steadily.
"Forget it, I'll help you up first."
Yang Mo looked at the two people who were drunk in a puddle of mud, and felt that he didn't want to talk much, so he bent down to help the two of them and walked upstairs.
"Hehehe, Yang Mo, do you want me?"
Zheng Xiujing took advantage of Yang Mo to hug her and hugged his waist and abdomen and smiled stupidly.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'll help you to bed first, and you can just fall asleep."
Yang Mo looked at Zheng Xiujing, who was drunk and crazy, with black lines on her head, and now she can say anything, on the other hand, Zheng Xiuyan may be under more pressure, so she drank more, and now she is almost unable to speak.
"So you want to sleep with us."
Zheng Xiujing looked at Yang Mo and said quietly.
Yang Mo stumbled under his feet, lowered his head and bumped it on Zheng Xiujing's head: "What are you thinking about in your little head, can you say this kind of thing, stay well, don't move." ” "Hmm~" As soon as Yang Mo finished speaking, Zheng Xiujing kept twisting her body, her face was full of uncomfortable expressions, and her mouth kept humming softly, as if she had encountered something unpleasant.
"Yang Mo, they bullied me!"
"What?"
Yang Mo asked suspiciously.
"Those people ignore me......"
"Like how ...... we are It's the same as cheap, isn't it just idol......"
"However, I just like to sing, I don't like idols, a lot of people are looking at me, I just want to stay quiet......
Hehe, and you!
Zheng Xiujing put her face under Yang Mo's ribs and rubbed gently.
Yang Mo understands this, she should have been ignored when she was working, and other people's bad attitudes make people angry, but there is no way, even he will be ignored and even provoked, there are all kinds of unpleasant things, there are always those who have nothing to do and have abnormal heads, and people who are idle and panicked and speechless have been wandering around, and they can't get rid of it if they want to.
"Okay, forget about those, get some sleep, tomorrow will be better."
"But......
Yang Mo, I don't want to sleep, I want to sing. ” "What song do you want to sing?"
"Oba, I really have someone I like, and I think of him alone and sad ......"
"I really don't understand him, I always want to get close to ......"
"I like you, I like you......" …… Zheng Xiujing sang without a word, the key is that the lyrics in it have been changed beyond recognition, except for some lyrics that often appear, the others are Zheng Xiujing's on-site lyrics, which are a little out of tune.
"Does it sound good?"
"Uh-huh, that's good."
"You perfunctory me!
Are you ......"
"I love you!"
"Drunk, hahaha, Yang Mo, you guessed wrong, Yang Mo, sa lang hey!"
Zheng Xiujing let go of Yang Mo, wanted to use her hands to compare her heart, and stumbled under her feet, and almost planted a heel, but fortunately, Yang Mo quickly fixed her figure, so that she didn't fall down, and then it took a lot of effort for the boss to help the two drunk and delirious guys to the bed and cover the quilt.
In fact, the real effort is not how to help, even if he carries a bag full of water, it will not take him much effort, but Zheng Xiujing is too noisy after being drunk, unlike Zheng Xiuyan, who is drunk and lies until now, and he doesn't know how to wake up at all.